"Paul please just stay here for for a few minutes so I cantell you more. First, it's OK. I'm not mad at you or grossed out by it sodon't worry. I know...you feel embarrassed but try to relax and justlisten. There is a reason I'm bringing this up to you. Not to embarrassyou but hopefully to make you feel better about it. I probably wouldn'tsay anything if it weren't that I understand better than you think."With that John pushed his chair out and pulled up his pants leg watchingPaul as he did so.. The home also had a resident bully, I suppose every place has one, you just hope they won't pick you for their fun, unfortunately, he did. From the day after I arrived, Kevin had picked on me in some way. I was still too dazed to do anything about it, and this only encouraged him more.The funeral came and went, with a lot of people from my parent's firms attending. Everyone looked at me with a look of sympathy on their faces, not really knowing what to say. I was driven back to the children's. ?”“She likes a nice Bacardi, large of course,” answered Dave on my behalf, “with a dash of cola too please Audrey”, why he chose Bacardi for me I do not know, I’d had it once at his home, didn’t really like the taste and after two glasses had been so Pissed I’d let him open my legs and fuck me, shooting his spunk all over my tummy, “There we go sweetheart,” Audrey passed me a tumbler, I sipped at it, Christ it was strong, Dave laughed as he saw my grimace, “ Right Audrey, you said I could use. She made it sound like it was a once in a lifetime opportunity; the greatest thing since popped corn. She was lobbying Mom for her support."Why that's wonderful, George," said Mom. "I hope you accepted Mrs. Johnson's kind offer."Of course Fiona left out some important facts like Carla's desire to make me look like a girl. I didn't want to try and explain that. It would be too embarrassing. So I opted for evasiveness."Well, uh ... I told her I'd think about it." You did not," said Fiona. "You.